My wife is a sword god

Chapter 273 Bet
Yue Hexuan and the others left, leaving only the angry Bingwu Lijia and the others in the lobby.

"It's too deceptive to say that the young master of our clan can only rank third in this battle of sword-questioning!"

"Heh, the young master is so gifted that he can drive the sword box of ghost soldiers, and he has practiced under the command of Master Si Ming in the Southern Region for many years, it is no longer what it used to be.

Could it be that Wan Jianzong thought that the young master would be poked away by a finger this time? "

"Hmm."

"Hmm, cough, cough."

A few people deliberately coughed to remind them that the Patriarch is still there!
The male disciple realized that he had said something wrong, and hastily changed his words: "Anyway, this time, they are doomed, Liu Jianli's meridian is damaged, and Wan Jianzong has no one who can fight.

The only thing to pay attention to is Bai Wushuang of Sword Emperor City. "

"Wait." One person suddenly thought of something: "Mr. Qin was able to heal the damaged meridians of the First Elder just now, shouldn't he also heal Liu Jianli's injury?"

"No, no, Liu Jianli's injury is much more serious than that of the Great Elder. How can it be so easy to heal."

Back then, when Bing Wu left home to inquire about the Wanjian sect, when the young master Ghost Bing came out of the sword box, no one could match him. As a result, the white-clothed figure smashed the pride of everyone in the Li family with just one finger.

Therefore, deep down in their hearts, they were quite afraid of Liu Jianli.

"That's right, so many meridians are involved in the hemiplegia, even if Mr. Qin has superb medical skills, it is impossible to cure him." Several people looked at each other and laughed dryly.

Bing Wu Li's family didn't know yet that Liu Jianli had not only recovered from his injuries, but also improved his cultivation to a higher level.

At this moment, a young female disciple of Wan Jianzong came in with a teacup and asked curiously, "Are you talking about Senior Sister Jianli's husband, Mr. Qin?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Bing Wuli's family was dumbfounded: "You said just now, who is Mr. Qin's husband?"

Li Xiuzhu and the Great Elder also looked sideways, with surprised expressions.

"Senior Sister Jianli, Mr. Qin is handsome and elegant, and he also healed senior sister's damaged meridians.

Many people in Wan Jianzong felt that the two of them were a match made in heaven! "The female disciple said with a smile.

"what?!"

"Liu Jianli"

"Has the injury healed?"

Bing Wu left home and everyone was stunned.

The Great Elder smiled wryly and said: "No wonder Yue Zong mainly bet against us on the outcome of this sword-chasing battle. It turns out that he has a plan in his chest."

Although Li Luo had already stepped into the fourth-rank realm of Shenwu not long ago, and his mastery of the ghost weapon sword box was further improved, but compared to Liu Jianli, who had already stepped into the fourth-rank realm, it must still be a little worse.

"I only hope that the young master can defeat Bai Wushuang, the daughter of the Sword Emperor." The elder said with emotion.

Li Xiuzhu thought of the power of the three gods in the wheel-running swordsmanship that night, and felt that there was little hope.

Li Luo is naturally talented, but given his age, the gap in several years of practice is not so easy to make up.

And once Li Luo did not get the first and second results in this sword-questioning battle, then Bing Wu Li's family would promise Yue Hexuan to teach martial arts to others.
"Great Elder, among the three masters of swordsmanship, Bingwu Lijia has the longest inheritance, but it seems that it has always been overwhelmed by Wanjianzong and Jiandicheng. Why do you think?" Li Xiuzhu said lightly.

"This..." the Great Elder hesitated to speak, what was the reason, in fact, both of them knew well that what Qin Feng said just now pointed at the vital point.

"I'm self-confident, I don't know how to change things, I always think that the one handed down by the ancestors is the most correct. If things go on like this, it may not be impossible for Bingwu Lijia to be removed from the three masters of swordsmanship." Li Xiuzhu sighed: "This time, the bet is very important As far as I leave home in Bingwu, it may not be a rebirth from Nirvana."

Upon hearing the words, the Great Elder stared wide-eyed: "Patriarch, did you accept the bet on purpose?"

"I always want to find a reason to make those stubborn old guys in the family let go.

It's reasonable for Yue Hexuan to say so much nonsense in front of me, agreeing to a match-up bet, right? "On Li Xiuzhu's serious face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The Great Elder looked at his repaired right hand. If Bingwu Lijia could really break the tradition and gather the strengths of the three schools of swordsmanship, the future would be bright.

"But what if the young master defeats Liu Jianli or Bai Wushuang?" the Great Elder asked worriedly, but at this moment he didn't want the young master to win.

After all, this time the bet started with Qin Feng healing his damaged meridian, even if Bing Wu Li's home wins the bet, it would just cancel the favor.

Hearing this, Li Xiuzhu reassuredly said: "If he wants to win a double sword, he is still far away."

In the world, who would understand his son better than his father?

"But in this way, will it be too cruel to the young master? There must be a lot of people who will come to watch the sword tomorrow, and if they lose by then."

"Luo'er is too arrogant. After losing to Liu Jianli last time, he worked hard to improve his cultivation and improved his cultivation rapidly. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to step into the fourth rank so quickly.

Hitting at the right time is just right for him. "

I'm afraid Li Luo would never have imagined in his dreams that even his own family didn't want him to win the sword-questioning battle this time.

"Master, even if Liu Jianli has stepped into the third-rank realm, I will defeat her in this sword-questioning battle, and I will be ashamed!" At a misty sword peak, seven sword lights streaked across the sky, Into the ghost soldier sword box.

Above the sky, the sea of ​​clouds is divided by the sword energy, which is magnificent.

Li Luo wiped off the sweat from his forehead, in fact, he didn't have any confidence in himself when he said this.

As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years, Liu Jianli's one finger back then still left a little shadow in his heart.

After a while, he still added: "Even if I can't beat her, I have to teach her a profound lesson and let her remember my name.

Moreover, in this sword-questioning battle, the three families gather together, and I will always win one side, to justify the name of Bing Wuli's family in front of the world! "

Yan Zhou smiled slightly: "Just do your best."

When Li Luo heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He already knew that his master had concealed Liu Jianli's stepping into the Sword God Realm. Could it be that Bai Wushuang also had a change?
Otherwise, why did the master say the same thing as before with such an expression?
"Master, could it be that Bai Wushuang has also stepped into the realm of the sword god?" Li Luo asked tentatively.

Yan Zhou shook his head: "Is it so easy to step into the realm of the sword god? Liu Jianli is very talented, just like what that person said.

She will be the No. 1000 sword master within 1 years before and after the Daqian. "

Li Luo breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Bai Wushuang did not step into the realm of the sword god, with his current strength and his control over the ghost sword box, he should be capable of fighting.

"Master, let's stop here for today."

He also needs to rest and make full preparations for tomorrow's sword-questioning battle!

Unexpectedly, at this time, Yan Zhou said lightly: "Although Bai Wushuang has not stepped into the realm of the sword god, he has comprehended the sword emperor's unique wheel-running swordsmanship, the three gods."

Li Luo's body paused, the sword emperor's famous swordsmanship?
He put down the ghost soldier sword case again, and silently drew out the seven swords in it.

"No rest?" Yan Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked.

"En." Li Luo looked serious.

(End of this chapter)